-Tweek's Pov.-
When we arrived at Craig's house, he exited his car and came around to my door. He opened the door and leaned down, picking me up bridal style again. I swiftly wrap my arms around his neck and hold tight. Oh Jesus, I hope he doesn't drop me! He wouldn't drop me, would he?! He could! Gah! Too much pressure!
"Craig!!" I shout, shoving my face in his chest. "Do y-you have t-to-Gah!-pick m-me up li-like this???" He lets out a laugh and replies,
"Oh? Would you prefer...This!" He then throws me over his shoulder, opening his house door and walking in.
"GAH! N-n-no!! Craig!" I lightly shriek, blushing wildly. My heartbeat speeds up a bit. He keeps a hand on my back, preventing me from falling on my face. Gah! I don't want to fall on my face!! What if I do!? Jesus see me through this!! I feel him repeatedly poke my sides and I start to squirm viciously.
"GAH! St-Stop Craig!!!" I giggle out. No!! I'm ticklish! He can't tickle me! I might piss myself!!! No! I can't! That would be so embarrassing!! GAH! Oh Jesus, make him stop! I attempt to break free from his grasp, only making him tighten his grip. I hear him crack up at me as I claw his back, struggling to pry away. "This isn't funny Craig!!" I yell, still laughing hardly. He lets out a single chuckle before pulling me off his shoulder. He swiftly places me on the couch.
I let out a grunt at the force, making an effort to sit up. Before I could do so, Craig hastily bends down, slamming his hands on both sides of my waist. Trapping me. Oh god, what is he doing?? I'm trapped....Is He Going To Kill Me?!? Would He?! He Might!! GAH! Too Much Pressure! He leans forward to my ear, pushing our bodies completely together.
My face reddens further and my heartbeat increases. I feel his lips grazing my ear. I start shaking majorly. What is he doing?! What is he doing?! What Is He Doing!?! We're so close...Too close? No no no no no! We only used to do this stuff for those Asian girls in Elementary! It was all an act, and I thought it was over! I can't actually start having feelings for him!! I'll ruin our friendship!!! He'll hate me! He'll hate me so much if I liked him! He's straight!! I know it!!! GAH! Oh Jesus, This is way Too Much Pressure!!!
"Tweek..." He purrs, sending chills through my body, making me shake. My heart is pounding against my ribcage as I try to channel my breathing quietly. Oh God...Oh Jesus, No no no...I hope he pulls away soon! I don't think I could take much more!! His voice is so lustful, I can't take it!! Why is he doing this?! Is this a trick?? A prank!? It has to be! Oh Jesus, I hope it stops soon, I can't have these feelings, I Just Can't!!! He backs away and I let out an unnoticeable sign. Thank god...
He stays bent down, backing away only to lean towards my face. My eyes wide, his face is less than a centimeter away. He starts to smirk evilly. Oh shit. Oh shit oh shit oh shit!! No no no no! What is he doing?!? Why is he doing this?! Does he want my face red? Or my heart racing??
I stop shaking, nearly on the verge of panicking. I swallow hard as he pushes his forehead to mine. Oh Jesus, I pray he doesn't hear my heartbeat! Or notices my tremendously red face!! Shit, of course he will!!! He's right there and it's too clear!! GAH I Can't Do This! Oh Jesus, this is certainly Too Much Pressure!!
He slightly opens his lips to speak. I glance at his lips, still tense as hell. I get the urge to push them against mine. I wonder how it'd feel...SHIT! Wait No No NO! I can't think like that!! No no no no no!! Stop it! I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming out. He then remarks,
"It is too. Funny. As. Hell." before standing up straight. He lets out a light chuckle before walking into his kitchen. I stay there frozen, trying to process what just happened.
Wait a sec...Did he just...Then he.... But he...What???
I decide it will be much more simple to just forget what happened. For two plain and clear reasons.
1. It is difficult to process what even happened.
2. I need to forget my feelings for Craig. I NEED to...
If I ruin our friendship, I will have no one. I can't have no one. Not again...
After a minute or so, I see Craig walk out of his kitchen with a fairly big red box. He sets it on the table in front of the sofa and opens it up. Oh god, what's in there. I hope it isn't a gun. I can't cope with anymore stress right now. Please Please Please don't be a gun...
I start twitching as I stare at the items in his hands. It looks like a bandage, a bottle, and a rag. I let out a sigh of relief. Thank Jesus...
He walks around the table with the supplies and gets down on one knee in front of me. My face darkens a little. He looks a little like he's proposing. Oh god, not fucking again...
I push the though as far away as I can. He begins pouring a small amount of the stuff in the bottle onto the rag. "Give me your hand," he says, holding is hand out. I shakily place my hand in his, twitching nervously. He clutches his hand slightly, making me gasp lightly. Jesus, he's holding my hand.
Calm down. Calm down. Calm down.
"This will hurt a little bit," he confesses, looking up at me with considerate eyes. I nod my head, keeping my gaze on him. God, I need to stop starring, but I can't. His grey-blue eyes look like crystal. They are so mesmerizing, I love them.
But I can't...
He wait's a few seconds before pulling his eyes away. He takes the rag and lightly starts dabbing the rag to my hand. I bit my lip really hard, shaking intently. Don't scream. Don't scream. Don't scream...you freak...
He finishes wrapping it before I even know it. I let out a sigh, about to pull my hand away. Before I could, Craig raises his hand up it his face and plants a light kiss on my palm. I gasp, choking on the air. My face gets red again.
What. What. What. What. What.
My heartbeat speeds up again as I sit there, trying so hard to convince myself not to like him. You can't like him. He is your best friend. You can't. You can never. He sees me shaking and chuckles, setting my hand in my lap. He leans down to wrap my foot, but before he does it. He smiles warmly and lastly states,
"Kisses Can Heal."
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